The Prince's Love

71

HII!

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Taehyung struggles to open his eyes, it's all too bright in the room. He feels his head pounding, he runs his fingers on his temples. When he looks around the reality hits him, he is in a room-- too luxurious, a spacious room of a royalty, the silky curtains and the expensive paintings on the big walls, he was laying on the soft silk sheets on the king size bed. He gets off the bed immediately and he finally registers where he is after seeing the painting of Lee JaeJoong on the wall. He feels difficulty in breathing, he starts shaking in fear. He knows he's in Lee kingdom, they were already at the border when he tried to run away.

The thought that even if Jungkook will come to save him, he is still too far. Taehyung takes a deep breath tries to calm himself to think what could he do right now, he has to try. He goes straight to the door, but it was locked, the windows and balcony door were also locked. He's stuck here, he can't scream, shout for help.

Taehyung sobs, he can't do anything, he falls on his knees in helplessness.

Dread wash over him, his breath gets stuck in his throat when he hear the door unlocking. And there he enters, that pathetic smirk intact on his face. He locks the door making Taehyung more scared. He removes his robe hanging it on the hanger and walks towards Taehyung.

"Why are you on the floor, don't you like the bed?" He asks, looking at Taehyung.
Taehyung bites his lips, has already wiped his tears he don't want to look scared in front of him.

"I've ordered these expensive sheets just for you, don't you like them?" He asks again, gets down bending one of his leg on Taehyung's level. His scent stinks, Taehyung absolutely hates it.

"Tell me, pretty?" He asks, extending his index finger towards Taehyung and making Taehyung face him by placing it unde his chin. Taehyung venomously looks at him.

"Get back on the bed." He orders getting up. Taehyung scoffs, keeps sitting on the floor.

"I don't want to force you, so do as I say." He calmly say making Taehyung chuckle.

"Oh! You don't want to force me?" Taehyung spats. JaeJoong laughs, goes to the high table on the side.

"Yeah! Didn't I bring you here without a single scratch on you?" He says, opening a flat bottle, pouring the liquid in a glass. And the smell gets all over the room, it's alcohol.

Taehyung glares at him.

"Let me go." He says. JaeJoong laughs, he laughs loudly, keeps laughing and then chugs down the liquid in one go.

"I didn't bring you here to let you go back, didn't I tell you that I'll make you my s***, don't you remember?" He says walking bcak to Taehyung.

He bends and get a hold of Taehyung's arm. Taehyung jerks his hand away. JaeJoong sighs, holds his arm again and Taehyung struggles in his hold. He pulls him up in a snap.

"Don't fucking touch me!" Taehyung frees himself out of his hold and gets away.

"I asked them to bring you here without any bruise, but I won't mind giving you one if you don't behave." JaeJoong says approaching him. Taehyung keeps standing at his place this time. JaeJoong gets way into his vicinity and places his hand on Taehyung's waist. Taehyung tries to stay unaffected.

"Behave just like this and you'll be rewarded, I want two things from you one you know very aptly-" he roams his hand on his waist making his way to his back, stepping more to Taehyung which makes Taehyung step back, the back of Taehyung's knees touch the bed and he falls on the bed, though sits up the instant. JaeJoong stands in front of him, bends to his level, leans near Taehyung ear.